Shanice had butterflies dancing in the pit of her stomach right as she got up the stairs of her apartment building and even after entering her apartment as she undressed herself and then went into the bathroom to wash the remains of the evening from her skin. She rested her head on the shower stall, feeling her hand over her erect nipples and wishing Eric wa...
Heidi quietly sat on the warm park bench, watching Fitz who was happily running around swings and going down slides. It had been two weeks since her wedding, a two weeks that Heidi could only describe as static. Jake had been unfailingly pleasant and kind. He held her in his arms every night, though he kept true to his promise of not asking for anything mo...
Gloria eyed herself in the full length hallway mirror -- for about the fifth time. She said to herself. "Do I look attractive enough to entertain that man from the Internet Site? What was his name, Rod? Or was that just his net "handle?" But she thought coyly to herself what an appropriate name for a "stud" she hoped to bed that evening -- or even before...
I've always been attracted to older men. I find their maturity and wisdom extremely sexy, in addition to the fact that they do pay more attention to the female's needs when it comes to sex. I've had many mature suitors in my short life, and I have absolutely no regrets about any thus far, but there are a few that sparks undeniable ecstasy when I reminisce ab...
Author's note: Firstly thanks to Scotsman69 and Thomas Drablézien for their absolutely invaluable feedback on my first version of this story. As a result of their comments, I've corrected some of the more obvious historical and linguistic errors in my story. I hope that the result is now better and more credible. This is a bit of a departure for me -- a pro...
The only point of contention between the Wolf and the Shepard is which one of them will get to eat the Lamb. ************** As I limped into the Blarney Saloon, the noise level dropped with everyone craning their necks to look at me. Then turning away, putting their heads together, whispering. While sneaking uncertain glances in my direction. I'd be gues...
Kaylee idly flipped through the magazines in her mother's living room. It was such a generational difference. She could never imagine buying a paper magazine herself, but her mother always had a stack of them here on the coffee table. Titles like Vanity Fair, Bon Appetit, New York. That was mom's favorite. She loved New York City she was there right now in f...
Authors note: Hello everyone. Thank you everyone for the positive feedback and comments they mean the world to me, make me smile and have brightened my days. I appreciate all of you who regularly comment and vote for me. Thank you once again to Paul who continues to be my second set of eyes. ~ellie. The Twelve Vitali Chapter 19 Cat woke with a fright. The...
Ignoring Elizabeth's horrified reaction Peter, Andrew and the guards dragging the prisoners made their way to one of the farm trucks where the guards unceremoniously dumped all the prisoners in the back oblivious of the screams of agony from Pretty Boy. With the prisoners secured in the truck Peter, Andrew and the Ghurkhas changed into rags under the sheari...
It was the cat that gave him the idea - and the opportunity. It was a cream and chocolate Siamese, a thoroughbred; elegant, pampered, well groomed and beautiful. Just like its mistress, Delphine Fraser. There were eight of them at the dinner table, Christine, Jeff's wife, was diagonally opposite him at the far end of the table, listening to their host Geoff...